When I woke up this afternoon, heard some noises outside. Looked out to the window, some of the cats are nibbling on a snake's tail, but the rest of the snake are not to be found.

I called out my brother, asked mom to stay at the living room and closed the door.

The hunt begins.

Well, not much of a hunt. We found the snake all curled up somewhere near the dustbin. Poor thing, scared to death. Blood everywhere. With the help of some cane, pole and broom, we managed to get the snake out safely. Back to the small undegrowth somewhat way behind the house.

Heck, I'm going to clean the blood off now. Pretty bloody. And after that I need to get back to my rest.. =-=